Aaaahh yea..
I got the tunes in my pocket
In an old ass walkman
Walk to the beach with a bottle of black and tan
Keys in the velcro where it always should be
Time`s tickin by but it doesn`t concern me
I`m killin time with nothin to do yea
It`s all I seem to think about or do
My soul is sound when I`m in my hometown yea
and no place I`d rather be
(chorus)
My town, my street
gives me piece of mind that can`t be beat yea
My town, my street
gives me piece of mind that can`t be beat
gives me piece of mind that can`t be beat
Well I can sleep all night to the sound of the ocean
Wake up in the mornin and I do it all again
7 days a week I pay no attention
I spend a lot of time with my record collection
I`m killin time with nothin to do yea
It`s all I seem to think about or do
my soul is sound when I`m in my hometown yea
and no place I`d rather be
(chorus)
I hear the sound of a skateboard rollin down my backstreet
Raggae music comin from the neighbor across from me
As time ticks by, as time ticks by
I never stop to ask and never wonder why
As time ticks by, as time ticks by
I never stop to ask and never wonder why
My soul is sound when I`m in my hometown yea
No place I`d rather be
(chorus)x2
Yea...
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